The Sunlit Path: Senryu

THE SUNLIT PATH

She follows her heart
Save in the certain knowledge
That it is not hers

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The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

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Posted on August 29, 2019, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged God, Heart, Nature of mind, Spirit. Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

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Audrey Dawn - Oldest Daughter Redheaded Sister | August 29, 2019 at 11:06 pm

Can be a lovely place to be. Beautiful, Ben.

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- Ben Naga | August 30, 2019 at 2:04 pm
  
  This is dedicated to one of BN’s ‘followers’. You may blush if you wish. 😉
  
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  - Audrey Dawn - Oldest Daughter Redheaded Sister | September 3, 2019 at 1:20 am
    
    ☺️ You’re incredibly kind to me, Sir.
    
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  - Ben Naga | September 5, 2019 at 11:11 pm
    
    Or rather HE is. 🙂
    
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Indira | September 2, 2019 at 10:35 am

Beautiful.

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- Ben Naga | September 5, 2019 at 11:12 pm
  
  A deep and comfortable emotional relaxation. Thank you kindly.
  
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  - Indira | September 6, 2019 at 6:24 am
    
    Indeed.
    
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